A Silly Old Pair

The years have left him looking gray
And time on his life ticking away
He is not a wise man 'twould appear
And his wife seems a silly old dear.

With brown hair dye her gray she does hide
You know what is said about pride
That it always comes before a fall
But what goes for her goes for us all.

To judge others to them seems quite fair
They are such a silly old pair
Life's experiences does not make a sage
Some even seem to grow sillier with age.

Proud great grandparents the long lived old dears
Together for sixty two years
To have lived all of their lives in the town
Is their one great claim to renown.

Everytime I meet them on the street
They seem circumspect and discreet
Their silence does greet my good day
To me they have nothing to say.

And since me they do not wish to know
On them I will not waste another hello
They see me as inferior kind
On that they have made up their mind.